Am I A Ghost

Ashes of my heart are heavier than my soul

Mourning for its demise, why doesn’t a tear roll?

Inner void feels heavy cannot sense anymore

Anger, love, hatred; such feelings I have no more

Ghost they say, evil has made you its abode

Haunted you are, just the beginning they forebode

Outrageous I say, Can’t you see the blood still flows

Smile touches their lips, silent fears seize my core

True is it? Am I a Ghost?



Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title.